May 8, 2004 Overcast

The May Day holiday is over, and campus life continues.

Their first game with the fart god is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.

I'm excited, but I'm worried.

Is it okay to surrender and lose half of it?The fart god asked Brother Feng.

Brother Feng shook his head.

Can you kid have a little backbone? Meng San glanced at the fart god with disdain.

In fact, I don't blame the fart god for being timid, it's really because our class is too strong.

Let's not talk about the three generals of Brother Feng, Meng San, Zou Long, you must know that the backbone players of the sixth class and the eighth class of the first year of high school are all in our class. Even the substitutes are good players.

Not to mention that I'm a football genius.

So I'm totally able to understand the god.

I can only wish them less losses and wins......

May 9, 2004 Cloudy

12:0

Belch......

If you win less, you won, when I don't say it......

Brother Feng's attitude towards the ball game is terrifyingly serious.

The six classes of the farts had basically given up their resistance in the twentieth minute of the game. But Brother Feng was red-eyed and merciless.

Even the school referee team couldn't stand it, and didn't give a minute of stoppage time in the second half, and directly stopped the game.

In terms of statistics, Brother Feng led the way with six goals, and I also scored two goals.

Although Zou Long and Meng San, who were the backbone of the defense, did not score, they lost their temper at the defensive end, and they almost sat on the ground and sulked.

I'm a little reluctant to go.

Actually, I didn't score more than two goals at all, but in order to take care of the face of the fart god, there were a few goals that I didn't take seriously to kick.

After the game, the whole team came to our cheerleading team and received the cheers of the whole class.

Brother Feng pulled me aside.

Xiaoyang, what's the matter?, Brother Feng had a slightly questioning tone.

I...... What's wrong with me, Brother Kaede. I'm a little baffled.

Those few balls just now can be scored at your level, and no matter how bad they are, they can be passed to me, why are your legs suddenly weak?

I thought to myself, it's 12:0, where do I need to be so serious.

But I didn't dare to say it directly, so I had to laugh and say that I made a mistake......

I don't think you made a mistake, you deliberately conceded the ball. Brother Feng said with a somewhat angry look, do you know that if you treat the game with your attitude, it will be difficult for us to meet Fu Minghao in the future.

I'll pay attention next time, next time...... I smiled sheepishly.

Brother Feng turned around after speaking, and said before leaving, put away your pity, taking the game seriously is the greatest respect for the opponent!

I was speechless.

May 10, 2004 Cloudy

What is the greatest respect for the opponent to take the game seriously, I think Brother Feng is too serious.

But no matter how dissatisfied I was, I didn't dare to speak out.

I can understand Brother Feng's determination to defeat Fu Minghao, but the fart god and their class have been kicked so badly, why can't they save some face.

How good it is to have that energy to deal with Fu Minghao.

Although I said that, when I really saw Fu Minghao and their class playing, I understood what Brother Feng meant.

is the same 12:0, what Fu Minghao's sixth class of high school did is indescribable.

I don't know if it was deliberately in order to maintain the same score as our class, Fu Minghao scored the twelfth goal in the 70th minute of the second half, but stopped in the next 20 minutes.

The eight of them laid siege to the penalty area of the first class of the high school, leaving only two defenders and a goalkeeper to guard their own half.

But only besieged and not attacked, and the eight people played "walking monkey" in the half of the first class of high school.

The so-called "walking monkey" is a way of playing in which one's own people pass the ball to each other and do not let the opponent touch the ball.

This type of play is mostly played in the team's in-house training. Doing it in an official competition is something I dare not think about or do.

This is a great insult to the opponent.

The gap between the strength of the two teams is huge, and Fu Minghao is clearly telling the opponent that you are not enough for me to play, I might as well play with myself.

I watched the last 20 minutes or so, let alone the players who were present in the freshman class.

It's really annoying to be honest.

I looked up at the cheerleading squad in the freshman class, and no one said a word.

It seems that Fu Minghao really lowered everyone in the first year of high school, and no one dared to go against him.

is also a big brother of the school, although Brother Feng has publicly stated that he wants to reach the top of the school, but in fact, he will never bully the small with the big, let alone bully others.

In comparison, although Fu Minghao said that he was not interested in the position of the overlord of the school, what he did was really hateful.

It's not a thing......

May 11, 2004 Overcast

I actually didn't want to watch Chen Jie's class match at all.

It's true.

If Meng Sandie hadn't pulled me, I really wouldn't have looked at it.

To my surprise, Shen Sijia did not show up on the sidelines to cheer for Chen Jie.

But seriously, the strength of the fourth class is really poor.

In addition, Chen Jie used to play basketball, not football.

So just like the ninth class of our high school, Chen Jie, who played basketball, was arranged to be a goalkeeper.

The opponent of the fourth class is the first class of the second year of high school.

Although the strength of the first class is average, standing in front of the fourth class, it looks like a super strong team.

So Chen Jie was not idle throughout the game.

Although he was born in basketball, his strength was too different, and poor Chen Jie had to watch his opponent penetrate the door of his handle again and again, and finally lost the bottom.

I'm a little gloating.

I don't know if Shen Sijia watched her boyfriend's competition somewhere else. From the perspective of football, Chen Jie is far worse than me......

Belch...... Why should I compare with Chen Jie, I am really full.

May 12, 2004 Cloudy and clear

It's finally about to clear up.

My mood also improved with the weather.

Not for anything else, just for the scene I saw last night.

When I returned to the dormitory after self-study last night, I walked on the boulevard in front of the sophomore boys' dormitory building, and saw two familiar figures from a distance.

The boulevards in late May and the twinkling street lights under the night sky make for a romantic and sweet atmosphere.

But the two men quarreled.

Chen Jie couldn't stop Shen Sijia who was about to leave, and Shen Sijia couldn't see me who was witnessing all this not far away.

I don't know where the joy comes from, but I just can't help but feel happy.

Well, I'll admit it, I never got Shen Sijia down completely in my heart.

If her current boyfriend is an honest person like Wu Chinese, it would be fine, but it is the Chen Jie who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard. So I really don't want them to get better, so they broke up quickly.

So do you think I should have this kind of thought? I asked Meng San.

Belch...... How so...... Meng San was thoughtful, I think it's understandable, but ...... If her current boyfriend is Wu Chinese, will you really silently bless others?

……

I was speechless for a moment.

Because I can't answer that question.

But if it were me, seeing Fang Yiran walking with any man, I would feel quite uncomfortable.

Meng San said suddenly.

I was a little surprised.

It turned out that Meng San still had no feelings for the other party.

Then you're not right, you already have a deputy squad leader. I patted him on the shoulder.

What about you, don't you have Zhen Songni too?" he laughed.

Zhen Song Nicole is not mine. I pursed my lips.

Do you want her to be?" Meng San asked.

……

I was speechless again.

This Meng San, asking questions is like a TM heart worm, straight into the heart.

So the mood started to change again......

Hey, maybe that's life.

May 13, 2004 Sunny

Our second game was against the seventh class of the second year of high school.

Just like against Class 6, it was calm.

10:1, the only goal conceded was Meng San's mistake and was broken by the captain of the seventh class and then scored straight in.

After the game, Brother Feng criticized Meng San fiercely, and I could see that Meng San seemed to be a little out of shape today.

What's the matter? I was squeezed dry by the deputy squad leader? Back in the dormitory, I quietly asked Meng San.

I don't care about you. Meng San smiled, it's okay, it's just a little tired.

It's not like you. I say.

It's all right. Meng San replied.

There are quirks!

I immediately saw that something was wrong, but no matter how soft and hard it was, Meng San said "it's okay".

Although Meng San is five big and three thick, he is actually as delicate as a girl.

So the more he said it was okay, the more I felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough. During class in the afternoon, I secretly turned my head to look at Meng San, only to see him frowning and taking out a crumpled ball of paper from the desk, taking a deep breath and opening it, then reading it again, and finally crumpling the paper into a ball and throwing it into the desk.

My seat was separated from Meng San by two people and an aisle, so I couldn't read the contents of the paper.

However, it is not difficult to guess that it should have been written by Fang Yiran to him.

Is it a request for reunion?

No wonder Meng San's face was entangled, and it also affected the competitive state of the game.

Gotta get the letter and read it, I thought.

So after class, when Meng San was out of the classroom, I saw that there was no one around, so I quietly touched his desk, intending to find out the letter to find out.

But Meng San, this guy was also very deep, and he actually locked the desk drawer, so that my investigation ended in failure.

I'm not going to ask him directly, because he won't tell me the truth anyway.

When I was worried about what I could do, I saw Zhen Songni walking towards me.

What are you doing in Meng Yong's seat?" she asked.

All right...... That one...... Are you looking for me?" I hurriedly asked back as I returned to my seat.

Oh, and nothing special. I was chatting with my senior sister in the third year of high school yesterday, and I talked about Scarlett, uh...... There are some things I want to ask you if you know. Zhen Songni said.

Scarlett?uh...... That one...... What can Shen Sijia do? I asked.

She...... She broke up with Chen Jie. Zhen Songni said.

I know. I say.

You know? Zhen Songni was a little surprised.

Well, it's her business to break up, what's my business?, I replied disdainfully.

Do you know that she is going to transfer schools?

What the?!

I got up from my seat at once.

I exclaimed ??? transfer.

No, isn't it just a breakup?

It's not the first time she has broken up with Chen Jie, and she has also broken up with me once. Just because you broke up and want to change schools?

Why do you want to transfer schools? I asked Zhen Songni.

Zhen Songni shook her head, I don't know, so I want to ask you if you know anything.

Then you hurry up and ask her. I say.

If she could tell me, I'd ask you why...... Zhen Songni said a little angrily.

After saying that, Zhen Songni turned around and left.

Leave me alone depressed on the spot.

Shen Sijia, what's going on?